About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, a regular noticed that his car radio always seemed to turn on by itself near Holiday Oil. First it happened once or twice, then every visit. One evening, his little daughter pointed excitedly out the window—an owl perched on top of the gas station’s sign blinked its eyes in perfect rhythm with the music. Finally, our regular dared to ask the owner if he knew anything about the singing owl. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, ‘Oh yes, that’s just Mr. Hooters—he loves country music!’ The next day, everyone passing by heard the same familiar tune playing softly over the gas pump speakers.
2. One morning, while filling up her car, a neighbor noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the gas station. It grew louder with each pump, like something mechanical was waking up beneath the ground. Finally, the hum stopped as abruptly as it had started. The neighbor leaned in closer and saw a small golden key emerge from the ground, twinkling in the sun. ‘Huh,’ she thought, ‘maybe they’re renovating.’ She went home, only to discover that her coffee maker now brewed perfect espresso—thanks to the magical oil from Holiday Fuel!’
3. While pumping gas one afternoon, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the empty oil cans on the loading dock. Curious, he picked one up—and found it whispering his name. Curious, he tipped the can slightly—only for it to start gently humming along with the radio playing inside the truck. Turns out, someone had left the station’s old jukebox tuned to the same station as their favorite classic rock playlist. The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, thinking, ‘Now that’s what I call good timing!’
4. At dawn, when the parking lot was still shadowy, a delivery driver heard a soft whimpering sound near the pumps. Curious, he approached and saw a small dog, its fur glistening like polished gold as it sniffed the air around the gas nozzles. The delivery driver smiled, thinking maybe the dog was just curious about the new scent of gasoline. He reached out gently, and the little golden creature bounded towards him, wagging its tail excitedly. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood stray who loved the aroma of freshly pumped oil—much to everyone’s amusement when they found out later that day.